Chapter 21: Dream

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Linghe and others are nourishing the tigers in the monsoon smoke, and the former wolverines are swept away. Everyone can’t wait to come to the back flip of 3,600 Baidu on the spot. Only the monsoon smoke smiles and looks at the excited people, lazily playing. I yawned: "Well, since the wounds have begun to heal, then you have to hurry and pack up the place, otherwise you will sleep in the yard tonight."
Rao is the monsoon smoke, so I can't resist the excitement of Linghe. They are full of strength, and they start to work three times and five.
The monsoon smoked leisurely on the steps of the yard, watching the guards who swept away and wiped the rags, and subconsciously touched their lower abdomen.
The flesh is well ruled, but what about her smashed Nedan?
From small to large, all the energy of the monsoon smoke was used to cultivate this inner Dan. From the immortal, it was only a day of thunder. As a result... the robbery was broken, the inner Dan was broken, and the broken one was called a fierce It is estimated that this degree of damage, according to the speed of cultivation of monsoon smoke in the past, not a decade or eight, is not repaired back.
When I think that I have to come back again, the monsoon smoke will vomit and vomit blood.
If she let her know, which group of fried the building on the edge of the mountain, she will send him to see the prince!
Grieving the crack of his inner Dan, the monsoon smoke raised his head and looked at the dark night, the feng shui of the Jicheng was good, not like the twenty-fourth century, the reinforced concrete was everywhere, the aura in the forest was still there, and the spirituality of the beings was not yet Being destroyed, it may be faster to recuperate in such a beautiful place.
Linghe’s hands and feet are very good. In a short while, they have taken the lead in picking up a small courtyard. Let the tired monsoon smoke take a rest before the day, and the monsoon smoke is not sensational. Today, there are two hurricane hurricanes, and the spirit is reminded. It was a bit difficult to get rid of her ruined Nedan. Her cat went to bed and fell asleep in a short while.
The guards in the yard are still constantly cleaning. The effect of the medicinal herbs is really outstanding. They feel energetic when they are staying overnight. Until the sky is white, they are cleaned and they find a place to sleep.
This night, the monsoon smokes a little uncomfortable.
In the dream, lightning and thunder, countless lightning forced her to have no way to retreat, she did not know how many days of hijacking in her dreams, sleep is better than not sleeping...
[Stinky head, don't hurry up! This great place, how do you still have the heart to sleep! 】
Among the lightning and thunder, the ears of the monsoon smoke suddenly rang out of the long-lost master's roar, and she was shocked and sat up from the bed.
The unfamiliar and familiar environment made the monsoon smoke a little embarrassing. She raised her hand and touched the cold cheeks. The tentacles were sticky. She noticed that she was sweating in her sleep. The single coat had already been soaked in sweat, and she got out of bed, looked at the white sky outside the window, changed her clothes, and walked out of the yard.
"The old guy, is this for me?" Hey, I can wear it, he has this ability." The monsoon smoke thinks of the groan in his ear, it seems like magic.
I don't know if it is an illusion. Although this monsoon smokes sleeps unsteadily, but after waking up, I feel that I am a lot of light on my body. I consumed a lot of Nedan yesterday and I have already restored my previous aura...